Like the lion I pride the plainsTo walk in my dominion without fear and I reignLike the wolves that feast from the forests painTo become something magnificent in nature

A new kingdom forged by silent stormsI walked through the mountains and took on new formsFor the ancients I hold the eternal flameWhich will flicker in the valley of wind and rain

I forge the hammer to recognize creationI use the hammer to pound the spikeI swing the hammer to reveal annihilationI wield the hammer for the conquering Rike

FireThe fire within will endure glacial stormsFor I am born from the primal forgeA gleaming weapon the symbol of mightA mighty weapon to forge great swordsAn earthly presence of great powerTo bring order to the court in the darkest hour

The balance of man tips the scalesAnd forfeits nature's prideIf I die my mountains will crumble upon youAs my trees lash the sky